I'm just too darn busy
There is just too much going on.
Life is moving too fast. My little girl is growing up too fast.
I shouldn't even be 28 yet. Sometimes I worry that life is passing me by.
I don't really even know what to write about.
The other day I went to the mall and it was sooooo windy. I didn't even care. Before when it was windy, I would panic. And I would have to fill in my bald spots with eyeliner pencil in case my hair blew around. Now I can just let it blow. I have a picture of me in the Bahamas with my hair blowing in the sea breeze and I'm just smiling. It's a great feeling.
I haven't pulled really any hairs for a few days. Since the last time I posted. Whenever that was. So, it's been a while. I don't spend much energy anymore thinking about the pulling. The more I think about it, the more I would think about wanting to pull. So I just don't think about it. I don't count days or count hairs, I just move on with my life. I realize now that there are more important things to take care of.
I haven't made any progress with Weight Watchers though. It's too bad. I just don't think I want it bad enough anymore. I haven't even done my workouts consistently for at least a month or two. It seems like I would rather choose sleep right now than a workout. Is that so bad? Maybe it's time for me to start prioritizing, and stop pushing myself so hard.
Maybe now isn't the time for me to lose weight. Maybe if I treat my weight like I do my hair, it will gradually take care of itself on it's own. I didn't gain any weight over the winter or the holidays, in fact I've lost a net seven pounds. And maybe that's good enough for now. Maybe when spring comes (if it ever does), I just lose weight without thinking about it by taking walks and taking Sammy riding and playing outside. That would be nice. And maybe eventually I'll get caught up on my sleep and I can start my workouts again.
Right now my days are just consumed with work and Sammy. She is with me every day, all day, and all night, which is how I like it. Eventually she'll get old enough to where I can do a workout and she can play with something or color or whatever. I hope. Or we can just go for walks together.
Until next time. :-)
Posted by Cody on March 11, 2005 8:47 PM
